Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
Illustration by Miguel Covarrubias, from Typee: A Romance of
“Strange as it may seem, there is nothing in which a young
‘Bartleby , the Scrivener’ by Herman Melville Audio
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karysmacurves: I’ll try a pagan friend, thought I, since Christian
did-you-kno: There are whales alive today that were born before
EXISTENTIAL SHEDDINGS // CELESTIAL DROWNINGS
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gobookyourself: Moby Dick by Herman Melville If Melville’s
phana-banana: Look, I’m not saying if Herman Melville was alive
brawltogethernow: “Bartleby, the Scrivener” by Roberto Ricci
did-you-kno: There are whales alive today that were born before
candiikismet: uncreatively–inclined: cleopatras-proficy:
buzz-o-graph: Maurice Sendak, homoerotic Illustrations for Herman
brawltogethernow: “Bartleby, the Scrivener” by Roberto Ricci
cravehiminallways212:flick-her:“There is, one knows not what
do-not-open-til-christmas: I know not all that may be coming,
namelessin314:Rockwell Kent, illustrations for Herman Melville’s
guapofulltime: “And here, shipmates, is true and faithful
While at the book store with Mr. Crude, Sabrina picked up a copy
youlookgoodlikethat: Talia CW Talk not to me of blasphemy,
violentwavesofemotion: Herman Melville, from Bartleby, The
erikkwakkel: Whale doodles This post celebrates the birthday
poerobots: “It is not down on any map; true places never are.”
slobbering: “Beneath those stars is a universe of gliding
allapartofme: A poem by yours truly…coffee; forced to wear